Finchel from Arkansas
Finchel was an absolutely gorgeous orange, part Maine Coon, that adopted me and my 10 year old daughter a year and a half ago when he was just a few months old.
He was perfect. As a baby, he survived a snake bite to the eye, and to thank us for taking care of him, he decided to never let us out of his sight again.
If we moved, he moved. When we spoke, he "spoke" back. When we would hold him, he would lay his head on our shoulder and his paw on our cheek.
He was our precious baby, our "Finchel Baby."
He didn't care for toys, he only wanted us. We lost him yesterday, after he got a punctured lung following a fight with a wild animal.
We already miss him terribly, and will continue to do so until we meet again.